As for that night, let darkness seize upon it Let the day perish wherein I was born Let darkness and the shadow of death lay stain upon it Let God not regard it from above Noble bastard thou art scorn Mocked, engulfed in sorrow Lo, doth my punishment yet know end From dusk to dawn flesh is peeled from my bones Why died I not from the womb Why did I not give up the ghost Why hath I not come out of the belly As an infant which never saw light Wherefore is light given to thee That which is in misery And life unto the bitter in soul Which long for death But not cometh So let that day be darkness Let a cloud dwell upon it Let the blackness terrify it The night which was said There was a child conceived Let it not come to pass As for my soul My soul which longs for death Let this torment see no end Let God not regard it from above